”Asha, “Aise hi confusion me nikal gaya.”Main, “To bolo ke mere husband mera bahar wait kar rahe hai, aur ye bolkar bahar aa jao.”Asha (thod...a atakte hue), “Woh maine jaldi mein unhein bol diya ki mere husband doosri city mein rehte hai isliye friend ke sath aayi thi.”Main, “Ok, I got it.”Asha, “Kya?”Main, “yahi ki jo woh tumse lena chahte hai tum khud bhi unhein woh dena chahti ho.”Asha, “Nahi aisa nahi hai.”Main, “Agar aisa nahi hai, to main restaurant pahunch gaya hun. Tum bhi apne table par. Sliding my fingertips into my mouth I wet them seductively then draw them down my abdomen. I fumble beneath the elastic, more clumsily than I hope, causing an involuntary jolt of my body as I brush my clit on the way to slither a finger between my soaking folds. My mouth opens and I pant, tipping my head back again, thrusting my chest forward. One hand alternately grabs and releases each breast, palm crushing the electric points as a finger of my other hand explores the pink slit that you crave. For nine years he never missed a child support payment and he was always good to the kids when he had visitation." I don't like the idea Fran, not even a little bit. No, no I don't think I can do that."Fran worked on me for three days and finally, against my better judgement, I told her she could do it.Actually Carl seemed like a nice enough guy. The worst part of it for me was sitting at the dinner table listening to him and Fran go through all that "do you remember" stuff. It was all innocent. No release all day meant that these “girls” would be getting painful if I don’t make time. My dear neighbor Dana was my primary crush and spank bank subject. It was easy to picture a perfect date with her. I’d be at her door around 7pm in my best black slacks, blouse and striking heels. She’d come out in this mid-length black velvet dress with matching clutch. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve complimented that outfit of hers as we passed in the hallway.“Thanks, Faith.” She’d reply with a.